(a poem for Governor Ron DeSantis and Majare Taylor -Greene) IS THAT FASCISM I SMELLSniff……Sniff Do you smell thatthe stench of charred carcasses Bodies of critical thought being burnedin the concentration camps of idiocySniff……SniffDo you smell that fragrancethe perfume of rope burna byproduct from the nooses around thenecks of the apatheticas their heads perpetually lean forward in orderto make sure their eyes constantly stare into … Continue reading Is That Fascism That I Smell